Pumpkin Picking

Last week at Poetry Friday, Anastasia Suen, invited writers to create #smallpoems for October. Since my family was planning an outing to the local pumpkin farm, I thought I might have inspiration there. What started out with excitement for a fall excursion, ended up with disappointment. The beautiful October weather took on grey tones and damp drippings. The missed opportunity left me with store-bought pumpkins instead of plump pumpkins from the pumpkin farm.

pumpkin picking

is quite an art

but weather is tricking

there goes my heart

©CVarsalona, 2023, #smallpoem draft

After I sent my October #smallpoem draft to Anastasia Suen, she replied. "Even your comment is a small poem when I add line breaks!" I felt her thoughts made my small poem complete. See the revised poem.

I am missing

picking pumpkins

with the grands today.

Weather issues

are preventing

the fun play.

©CVarsalona, 2023, #smallpoem

BUT, the story is not finished. With a quick change in weather patterns, the sun came out. Plans quickly changed again and off we went to a pumpkin patch in Great Falls. When we arrived, there was a distinct briskness in the air. I was happy that I brought a new pumpkin hat and booties for Baby Lila, our little pumpkin. 

It's Time To Be Grateful!

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I 

partake of

fall's juiciness,

it's succulent beauty,

and inspiring moods.

I am grateful for

Fall.

©CVarsalona, 2023, #smallpoem

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I keep playing with words. Perhaps, I should blend thoughts into one poem.

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Fall

feels crispy on

this sweater-weather,

scattered-leaf day.

Pops of pumpkin-colors

decorate landscapes.

I am in awe of

Fall!

©CVarsalona, 2023, #smallpoem

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I lingered over these poems long enough. I will join Two Writing Teachers for the weekly Slice of Life and enjoy reading friends' Slices of Life.

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